Monday, March 1, 2010

Relative Bradycardia Is

The last flower

The first, Luciana was a dear friend for his birthday in his childhood. This delivery was
habit through the years, the same day, almost with breakfast as a symbol, like the candles, a privilege that not everyone normally receives in the early hours and a special day, a flower to appreciate the senses, and especially the affection. Seductive
This great flower that offered the first was a great person, and also a big person, tall, handsome, strong, sensitive, tender, caring ...
That year, when Lucie went on holiday, his birthday did not miss the flower, but intuition had told him sadly be the last.
Then she, through a humble wildflower, dedicated his most profound homage.

In memory of Tola, a human being special and dear friend of my family.

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